Wakanda, the God King's hall.
Link was enjoying a rare moment of tranquility.
His consciousness was connected to the entire universe. He could "hear" the cries of newborn stars in the Andromeda Galaxy, "see" a civilization millions of light-years away kindle its first fire, and "feel" the peaceful, contented emotions of every living being under the "mind field."
Everything was orderly. Everything was flawless.
This was the universe he wanted: a vast work of art without pain or conflict, at peace forever.
[Tch, how boring.]
An unwelcome thought flashed through Link's mind. He frowned, knowing this was the lingering instinct for "chaos" left over from signing in for Joker. He easily suppressed the thought with his god power.
Just then, the [Soul Stone] on his gauntlet suddenly emitted a faint but discordant fluctuation.
Hmm?
Link directed his consciousness toward the source of the fluctuation.
It came from a rocky planet designated K-76, in a remote corner of the universe.
[Interesting. Something actually slipped through the net?]
Link's consciousness descended above the planet. He saw something that surprised him.
The dominant species on this planet was a silicon-based life-form composed entirely of crystals. They had neither brains nor nervous systems; their consciousness existed as a complex form of high-frequency crystalline resonance.
As a result, Link's universe-spanning "mind field," which targeted the emotional centers of carbon-based life, had no effect on them whatsoever.
At that moment, these crystal beings were waging a war so brutal it could almost be called art.
A red crystal tribe and a blue crystal tribe were locked in slaughter on an enormous crystal plain. They used no tools. Their bodies were their deadliest weapons.
The red crystal beings spun at high speed, ramming their enemies like drill bits and shattering them into fragments that filled the air.